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The buildings , their windows dark , barely showed against the dark sky . Gunfire flashed without a break and bullets sang in various keys , screeching , whistling , or oddly clacking , as though turning somersaults in the air .
The buildings , their windows dark , barely showed against the dark sky . Gunfire flashed without a break and bullets sang in various keys , screeching , whistling , or oddly clacking , as though turning somersaults in the air .
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I spoke into the darkness . ' It's a pogrom , ' Amalia answered unexpectedly from ... Then , from the dead stillness of the dark house , came a woman's terrifying , despairing shriek . She had no other weapon with which to protect her ...
I spoke into the darkness . ' It's a pogrom , ' Amalia answered unexpectedly from ... Then , from the dead stillness of the dark house , came a woman's terrifying , despairing shriek . She had no other weapon with which to protect her ...
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I couldn't see it in the dark , but I knew the rough stone surface must offer footholds . ' Over the wall , quick , ' I whispered to Yasha . ' In one go . It's our last chance . We've nothing to lose . ' I was thin and slight - it was ...
I couldn't see it in the dark , but I knew the rough stone surface must offer footholds . ' Over the wall , quick , ' I whispered to Yasha . ' In one go . It's our last chance . We've nothing to lose . ' I was thin and slight - it was ...
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Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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